Riq ushered his flock of Eclipsers carefully off the Roland Descahians almost like a devoted shepherd.  He didn't need to guide them every step of the way, but right now there were plenty of new faces and he needed to make sure they found their niches.  As he followed them onto the catwalk, he observed their surroundings.

Like a hive of insects, there was activity almost everywhere.  Droids were performing small maintenance tasks while techs worked at terminals and various other personnel of the station were en route or in the process of performing some task.  Right in front of him was a Twi'lek, one of the newer recruits, her name was on the tip of his tongue...  He knew the name, he just couldn't quite recall it.  Saphira you idiot

Right, Saphira..  Riq had learned already to ignore those insults that were thrown at him.  They were not going to fade away, and he might as well get used to them.  Shrugging slightly at his thoughts, the squad leader did a quick head count and made sure all 8 troopers were there before glancing back to the hangar's activity.

"Advantage is that we should be able to blend in easily," he mused aloud, knowing his squad was listening to his every word, especially the new ones that had yet to know he talked to himself occasionally, "Only issue we have is that we need to be a little sneaky.  Can't be seen performing sabotage here..."  Riq shook his head slightly and then nodded to the Eclipsers, go ahead and head towards your objectives, don't do anything just yet.  The Roland Deschains will be out of the hangar in approximately 45 minutes, at that time we should be able to engage."

The fireteams formed up and began to direct themselves towards their respective tasks.  Riq was with two of the new folks, Jersh and Rike, leading them through the activity towards a turbolift.

Blackout kept working over possible strategies for setting up the EMPs every time he did he kept thinking what might be the out come, he certiantly didn't want them to be picked up by accident, or worse. He had to at least conceal them enough not to be noticed without a scanner, even if they were small and almost invisible he couldn't take the risk. Stop it, this is the NR you are talking about the guys who were stupid enough to mess with you and the VE, get you head together.

It wasn't helping, he was still nervous, even if he tried. As he looked around to find the rest of his fire team he could only see Jelly and Wicket. Wicket , not in his fire team, was fonfering with someone, while Jelly was looking around anxiously, which didn't help Blackout at all. Then his com crackled.

“Jelly, Blackout isadora, have you begun?” It was Doc, Blackout could have sworn he made sure he told them not to use comm. Unless it was necessary, but I guess it didn't matter they were on a secure channel, he had made sure of that.

“This is Jelly, not yet, we are starting now.” Jelly's voice didn't sound reassuring to Black, but he tried to keep optimistic about it.

“okay, Blackout, is the channel still secure?” Blackout immediately checkout all the controls, everything seemed to be okay, but he didn't know for sure, certiantly he knew enough that it was. He replied slowly in Mandoa, being echani speaking mandoa was sorta... against principals, but he had to do something. Once he told Doc it was safe he started over to Jelly.

“Hey you, could you give us a hand.” Black stopped and turned his hand, two NR's were trying to lift a package, why they didn't use droids was beyond him, but instead of trying to figure it out he headed there way. “Just help us lift this, then go back to whatever you were doing.” As Blakc helped them he knew this was going to be a long, long mission.

Wonderfull She thought to herself. Saphira noted that Doc had assigned them as the only non-human group. Grinding her teeth she made a mental note to inquire as to why he did that later.

Slipping the duffel over her shoulder, her eyes scanned over the walkway. Wicket and Alater approaching her giving off bored looks to match her own. The many busied sounds of tools and other happenings filled the air as Saphira merely shrugged.

They had to move quickly, already she could feel the burning stares directed towards her as they began to walk down the catwalk. There are times when trying to be inconspicuous doesn't work too well. It probably wasn't to often one of her kind was down here. Sure, nothing in the job market said Tweliks couldn't. It was more that when thought of, her kind were normally seen in bars as dancing girls.


"So where did you get the wrench? Could use a newer one." Wicket spoke up, coming g along her side being overly cheerful. Saphira almost stiffened. Of all the things he could could mention, was her modded vibroblade, when he saw her fiddling with it on the ship.Easy, he's just trying to play the part. Still the temptation to smack him was hard. Snapping her head back as they passed a workers foremen Saph met Alater's eyes. He only shrugged, hinting that he was always like this, much to her dismay. So she played along.

"It's more a good luck charm." She stated, hoping that would drop it. WIcket nodded his head, almost skipping to the tapping of boots on the floor.

"Really?! One can never have too much of that. Does it bring you good luck?" He started to babble, as saphira rolled her eyes. Catching a few outsiders attention as she merely rolled her eyes as if he was crazy.

"Uh, really, you can stop that."

"Stop what?" He replied, almost giving off a hurtful look as she nearly walked right into him. Dropping her bag, the Tweliks eyes grew large. Thinking that for a moment one of her weapons would set off and end the mission early. Slowing down as they reached the other end of the catwalk, she turned to Alatar.

"Is he - "

"Yes, always has been."

Licking her lips, she closed her eyes for a moment and counted to ten. Hoping, that he was as good a fighter as he was a talker. Saph wasn't to sure what to make of them. Not spending  whole amounts of social time to know them other then what their jobs and strenghts were.

Jersh closed his eyes and felt the throbbing behind them. Taking a deep breath he focused and snapped open his eyes again. The lower-lighting of the rafters seemed to have gone away as he forced his eyes to adapt to the darkness. The workers below scurried along on dozens of different jobs, no organized movement that Jersh could spot as he scanned over the crowd. He recognized the teams heading off towards their own destinations and nodded in approval as the slipped out of the main hangar without any obvious confrontation.

        In the shadows of the rafters, he felt more at ease and far more secure. "It looks like our friends will be on time for the party" Jersh said casually to Riqimo. He did not mention anymore further for fear that perhaps their were hidden listening devices nearby. Taking point, he continued along the narrow walkway, his eyes taking in every minor detail as storing them into his mind. The various locations of vent covers, the wires that could be severed for quick transportation to the hanger below. There was a scenario for every object involved.

          He shifted his shoulders carefully to feel the reassuring weight of his bag and fell back towards his group slightly. "Do you know where maintenance was supposed to send us exactly?" He asked again, his tone sounding rather lifeless and dull..... much like his normal tone. He felt his fingers cracking as he flexed his hand. Something did not feel quite right..... he hated it when thing did not feel quite right... it always led him into a problematic situation.

        Jersh felt a yawn growing within him, but suppressed it right away. He blinked his eyes slowly, mentally scolding himself. He had a bad habit of never getting more than a few hours sleep a night..... the rest of the time he stared at the ceiling in his quarters, his mind ablaze with images he would have given anything to erase. 'If only i were a droid' Jersh thought to himself as he moved along towards their target. 'One good memory wipe would grant my wish'

Wicket usually got along with everyone. His new Fire Team would pose a challenge for him. Alater, being the Barabel, scared Wicket. He hadn't been around anyone like that. Saphira on the other hand had already showed Wicket that she was not one to be messed around with.

The group were on their way to one of the CO's office. Wicket had been quiet for most of the way, after being intimidated by Saphira. I hope I don't get killed... Wicket thought to himself as he fell slightly behind of Alater and Saphira. He kept the distance to feel safe.

After a while the silence was starting to get to Wicket. He started to mumble to himself about whatever he could think of. To Wicket, he didn't think he was being loud, but to the others, he was loud enough.

"What are you doing?" Saphira asked in an irritated tone.

"Uh, nothing. I mean thinking." Wicket replied, trying to come up with a lie.

"Well you're mumbling and it's annoying, and you are supposed to be the leader. Get up here!" Saphira asked. Wicket perked up and ran up to lead the group.

They continued down the catwalk until coming to a place to stop and discuss what the plans were. Wicket gathered the other two around him. Alater stood next to Wicket, more than two times his height. Wicket avoided looking at him for the time being. "Alright. So as my main...I mean, as Doctor said, we are to get the launch codes from a CO's office. What catwalk are we on. I believe he said we are supposed to go to the thirty second floor."

Alater looked around. He hissed, "Looks like we are on catwalk twenty Small One."

The hissing startled Wicket a bit. "Oh thanks. So looks like we need to find a turbo lift. Anybody know where to find one?"

"How about right there..." Saphira said pointing straight ahead. Two feet infront of them was a turbolift that seemed to not be in use. "Maybe if you would look a little more."

Maybe if you would look a little more. Wicket mocked Saphira in his mind. "Well there we go! I didn't see that." Wicket lead the group to the turbo lift. He pressed a button and the door slid open. When the door opened there were two workers on the lift. "Act cool." Wicket whispered.

The group entered the lift. The doors closed and it started to ascend to the upper levels. The two hangar bay workers eyed the group for a few moments. They looked at each other. "Excuse us." The two men said, about to ask a question.

"Excuse us, but," Was all they got out before Alater closed the distance. His long arms whipped out lightning fast and closed around their necks. He turned his head around, and with a gleem in his eye.

"Get inside." He ordered, and shoved the two inside. Once the entire team was inside, with a quick motion Alater snapped both their necks. Saph looked at the bodies in moderate disgust, but Wicket let out a little yelp as the two crumpled to the floor.

"What that completely necessary you big lug?" Wicket said, poking at one of the two with his boot. "Now somebody is bound to discover these bodies and come looking for us."

"He has a point, though I hate to admit it." Saph agreed, looking at Alater.

"Small One, our Death Mates are soon going to be planting explosives and blowing half this place in their Hunt. I doupt two more dead Pink skins will matter much." Alater said, and turned as the turbo lift opened.

The deck they were on was obviously a minor command level. Instead of maintence cruise and droids scurrying about, accountants and protocal droids went about their buisness. The air was a bit cleaner, but you could still catch the fumes of oils and lubes. Alater wrinkled his nose at the smell.

"We need to find the CO's office." Wicket repeated, and both Saph and Alater rolled their eyes. Alater flexed his fingers and extended his claws a little bit, and with a glint in his eye, trotted off.

"Let's go."

Jersh sighed as the final wires were cut and the systems supposedly disabled. He leaned in closely to examine the wires before the box was closed. The cuts were clean and he couldn't find any other irregularities from his limited experience with electronics. Jersh felt the hair of his neck suddenly stand up and he glanced up towards the ceiling, where he got the feeling it came from. Jersh shook his head to clear the uneasy feeling from his mind. 'It must have been my imagination' he assured himself and stood again.

      "We still have quite some time before our ride leaves" Jersh commented and looked along the walkways, both directions seemed clear of both workers and droids. "Whatever shall we do until our flight time is upon us". Jersh was idly chatting with them as he continued to survey the pathways. Something just didn't feel right to him, despite all appearances indicating otherwise.

      His hand gripped his vibroblade for a moment, the familiar grooves resting easily in his fingers. This was his very first weapon he had ever used in his youth during his travels across the Galaxy. It had served him well, he hoped it would do the same on this mission as well. He let his hand drop from the blade and tightened the pack around him before wrapping his legs around a bar and letting himself fall off the narrow rafter to hang by his knees. He waited for his eyes to adjust once more to the brightness of a highly luminated room then he could see clearly.

      His view of the hanger was unobstructed now that the rafters were out of the way. He could see large groups forming as people scurried around to check various consoles along the far walls.Jersh reached for his comm unit and spoke very softly into it. "Uh, Sergent.... I think we have a situation down in the hanger".

"Uh, Sergeant.... I think we have a situations down in the hanger," Jersh came on the comlink in Riq's hand, which had just started buzzing when the message comes in.

"Yeah, I noticed," the squad leader peered over the edge while anchoring himself against one of the vertical beams.

"I have an idea, mind if I get your approval on it?" the trooper quickly relayed though his swiftly and carefully crafted plan

"You think you can do that?" Riq questioned with a slight hint of doubt.

"Certainly, have a little faith." Jersh replied over the comlink, his voice seeming a little insulted, not much, through the slight distortion.

Closing his eyes and remembering the conversation that Griffin, Riqimo took a deep breath before nodding into the comlink, "If you believe you can do it, then I wish you the best of luck."

Seeing Jersh over a few beams put his comlink away, Riq turned to Rike, "Okay, just you and me for a bit, we need to go back to where we got onto the rafters and back into the catwalk.  From there we have to skip the turbolift and take the long way down by foot. Jersh is... taking an alternate route to arrange some transportation."

Rike looked strangely at Doc, but didn't question his squad leader as the two carefully performed a balancing act to where they had gained access to the rafters.  Once down on the catwalk, which was isolated as before, Riqimo shrugged at Rike, "Time to assume the panicked tech act."

With that, Riqimo made sure his duffel bag was secured over his neck before starting a fairly fast jog along the catwalk.  Rike and him were to run and blend in until Jersh, if he survived his antics, could pick them up in a more convenient form of transportation.

Interesting, you let go of a trooper, you might lose him...

I had to...  why should I protect them if I cannot let them take the slightest risks?

Not exactly the slightest risk there

I know...

Child, you did well...

Wicket jumped as soon as the alarm rang as Alater merely smiled, showing his teeth. "Looks like the real fun is about to begin. You think you can Handel it Saph?" He taunted. Just because I'm a Greene doesn't make me incapable She thought, giving a low growl.

"Much better then jumpy there.." She snapped, looking at wicket. Her voice carrying over. Wicket looked at her, giving another hurtful look. "Hey, now just because -" His voice was cut off as he dropped to the ground and rolled to the side as a blaster bolt missed him by a hair.

Turning, both Alater and herself dropped their duffel's and moved. Coming from the turbolifts were three security men fully packed with weapons. "Shut your mouths, both of you before I shut them for you." Altar snarled, pulling Saphira to the wall as Wicket went to the opposite side.

Grabbing her duffel she clenched the strap, reaching into her vest and yanking out her pistol. "what else can go wrong?" She breathed. No sooner said that two more armed men came out of the turbolift. I take that back Thinking to herself as she looked over to wicket and watched him take out his weapon nd fire back.

"We don't have time for this, we need to get into that office." Saph snapped. Shooting off her weapon and hitting on of the humans in the chest. He fell like a stone but the shots weren't so easy to hit  on the farther targets. Her teammates responded back with more firepower as a low rumble averted and grew louder. The unmistakable sound of an explosion. Alater laughed, "Sounds like someone had some fun.. and without us.. Pity.." A snarl at the end as they pulled their heads back before being hit by fire.

"I've got an idea. Just get back.." She shot back, pushing between her teammates side and moving back. Tearing open her duffel she grabbed a frag mine and activated it. Wicket glanced over. "Are you nuts.. you'll trap us in here."

"Shut up for a sec and listen. No facility made has one way in and out. There will be another way back. This will buy us some time." Pushing past Alater and throwing the grenade. A stray blaster bot grazed by her head. Had she hair it would have been singed. The grenade bounced and rolled. The few living humans turn and ran as one that reached it looked down.


BOOM!


Smoke and debrea fell as well as the one  human. Her teammate's moved back and ave her cover fire as she reached for her other mine. The hall was partially caved in, but it didn't stop the other droids to get threw. Setting the detonator she aimed and tossed it and it went off too early. Another explosion and Saph was showered with pain and debrea as it went off to close to her. The remaining area caved down. Loosened by the beams and crushed the other droids.


Saph was tossed back and to the side with a painful grunt as Alater pulled her back. "Well, guess that means I can't initiate you now.." Wicket ran over, and looked almost frightened. Saphs whole upper arm was badly burned. Worse in some places as a chuck of her upper arm was impaled with debree. Looking down she only laughed. "I've had worse.." She retorted to him. Alater braced her shoulder and yanked the debree out. Blood started to pool as her shock started to wear off and pain come in. Damn this hurt.. Feeling herself start to shake as Wicket pulled out a bacta patch and placed it on her arm. Relief flooded her body as his hands pulled back. "How could that had happened? I mean.. all our equipment and weapons is checked.."

He started to ramble again as she pulled herself up and cradled her arm while taking her vibroblade to tear a hole int he vest. Sliding her arm threw to make a makeshift sling, saph remembered when Wicket stopped in front of her on the catwalk and she dropped her bag. Her face twisted up in anger as she rounded on him. "Damn-it, how on earth your leader.. If you weren't Id do something about it. Your such a klutz Wicket. My weapon failed because you stopped in front of me on the bridge and I dropped my duffel." Realization dawned on his face as the knowledge sunk in.

"Enough you two, kill each other later. We need to move.. though wicket I think she'd win even with one hand.." Alater mused as the team started to move again.

Jersh peer up along the far wall for the food storage unit Doc had mentioned. His left eye seemed rather blurred and his brain felt groggy with pain. 'Wonderful' Jersh thought to himself and kept his hand pressed to his wound. 'Now a possible concussion'. Despite his efforts to stem the flow, blood began to stain the seat of the chair and form a growing pool as drops fell to the deck of the vehicle.

      "I hope they remember to get insurance on this thing" He mumbled to himself and pushed away all of the pain and fatigue in his body, his eyes scanning the area furiously fast. He finally located it and was taking off when he heard a shout and a scrambling of people climbing up over the side and onto the car. Jersh's high jacking seemed to have caught the attention of an officer and two guards, both armed to the teeth with blaster rifles of some unknown origin.

      "Get out of that seat this instant, all vehicles are to remain grounde-" The officer stopped as he noticed the bag that Jersh had removed and set on the floor and the blood that was all over. Jersh saw comprehension dawn in the officers eyes before he turned and began to call out to others. "The Intru--!" he began but ended abruptly as he fell backwards onto the floor. Jersh's vibroblade still quivering from the powerful throw he had launched. When the two guards looked up to blast Jersh into the next world, they found him gone. A muffled gasp sounded from another, and his companion turned to find his partner staring at him oddly, the keen edge of the vibroblade protruding from where his heart would be.

        With a howl of rage, thankfully drowned out by the continued minor explosions of the damage vehicles. He charged Jersh, who was using the fresh corpse as a shield and shove it into the other man, bowling him over. Jersh leaped upon the downed man, not even blinking when the blade went straight through his opponent's horrified eye to kill him instantly. Jersh rose again, breathing heavy, blood dripping from his mouth, he bad taken too much damage in that fall to fight effectively. He slipped back into the blood-dampened seat and rose through the air towards the rendezvous spot to pick up the rest of his team. He just hoped the other teams were faring well..

Alarms still rang as the trieo ran down the halls. Strangly they were met with very little resistent. The few humans that were in the halls were easily disposed of by Alater. Saph had to smile again. The sickening  pop of vertabra as the neck bones snapped was a plesent sound to her. Wicket looked almost pale with each one.

"Really Alater, do you have to do that?" Wicket managed as the last body dropped tothe ground. Saph walked up and kicked the corpse with disgust and noted the hand impression with a gleefull smile. "You have no problem shooting someone, what's the diffrence Wikcet. Death is Death." Saphira snapped, turning her eyes to him as they pressed on. The pain in her arm was at least barable witht he help of the bacta patch.

"I need to keep my skills up." Alater said with a sickening smile as he flexed his hands. Saph knew he was full of it and said it only to make Wicket feel unfomfertable. Naturally it worked and  he shut his mouth as Saph couldn't help but chuckle.

They finially made it to the office. Barred doors but obvious with the nicer framed panneling. "well I think this is it." Wicket stated as both Saph and Alater rolled their eyes and pushed past him. The door opend with a hiss, Alater entered first followed by Saph and then wicket. Looking up from the desk was the CO and his assistent who looked like he was frantically telling him something.

"I don't care.Send more guards to that level and capture - " His head snapped up to look at the party. "What do you want? I didn't send for any of you." Saph snarled as she looked at him carefully. The male was in his mid-thirties, black hair with a hint of grey.

"Arn't you Mr.Obvious.." She snapped as his eyes scanned them and then realised  they held weapons. Taking a step foward the man then moved far quicker then they could. Wicket however rooled and  and shot the assastint square in the chest before the male even had time to reach for the weapon at his side. "Nighty-night Eternal sleep." He piped. However, the CO managed to take take a shot off At Alater and hit him in the right leg twice with  A stun blast. "You just made a huge mistake." She snapped, taking aim with her own pistol and shot his weapon from the hand.

Turning the man obviously realised he had only stunned the barabel as Alater reached for the wall to hhold himself up with a Growl. Wicket on the other hand looked dumbfounded as Saph snapped at him. "Hurry and get those codes.."  Turning her head back to her target as he rushed  at her from behind the desk. Pummeling her over to the floor he nocked her weapon away.

Saph snarled agains the pain in her arm and slammed her right knee up into his inner thigh and pushed him off. ROlling to her side and up into a crouch she reached to her boot and pulled the vibroblade out. The man laughed. "You won't make it out of here alive. I'll have you all caught and sent to  be slaves.." He snarled, reaching into his backside and pulling his own blade out.

Wicket, franticlly hurried to the desk and  looked around. Eyes scanning the datapad on the table as he started working on it. "Hurry it up!" Alater snapped, starting to shake his leg as the effect was starting to wear off. Alater watched  as the newest member did the dance of blades.


Saphira watched his movements. Assesing him for a moment as she ignored his words. Anger wasn't going to get her anywhere but make her loose control. She smiled, narrowing her  eyes as she felt the hard ruch of pleasure course threw her veins. This was what she loved.THe thrill of the hunt, chase and battle.

He lunged, as Saph sidestepped and kicked her foot out to hit him below the knees. Stummbeling he turned  and jabbed at her, making her duck.

Too easy.. All well, one can't have it all


She thought, standing and slashed at his arm. He screamed and yanked back, still holding on the blade as  the smell of blood came to her nose. Skin tingeling the Twi'lek, smiled. "Got it!" Wicket exclaimed, taking the datapad off the desk. The man turned and lunged at wicket. Wicket yipped and dropped to the floor as the blade struck empty air. Saph snarled. "Idiot." She snapped and struck foward. Her grace perfect as her blade drove threw his left shoulder like creamy butter. Instantly the man dropped the blade, Saph kicked his feet loose forcing him to fall and smash his head against the desk.

Wicket scrambled over to Alater, and stuffed the compad into his duffel. Alater only smiled as he watched the greenie. The CO started to  beg at that point as she pulled him to the floor. Taking out the blade as it dripped the crimson blood she brought it to the jugular. "In the Univers only the strong survive."  She lowered her face to his. "I wonder how you will taste.."  With horrifed eyes she brought the blade across his chest cavity. The tearing of cloth, snapping of bones  and flesh was heard as he screamed.  Dropping the blade she reached in and pulled out his still beating heart. With a horrfied look the man watched as she brought it to her lips and took a bite.

Wicket almost lost his lunch. Face paling  Alater turned to him with a gleam in his eye. "Never mind her. Call doc." He growled and lifted an eye back to Saph as the light left the males eyes. Wicket started mumbeling and reached for his com.

"Doc you there?" A moment of silence before a crackle and staic voice came up.

"Yes."

"We got the codes.." His voice almost a whisper as he couldnt help but look up to Saph. Now she was cleaning her blade.

"Good. You all ok?" Doc questioned.

"Yea. Alater's leg was stunned but Saph's arm is pretty messed up."

"What happened?"

"Frag gernade went off to early.." He winced.

"What? how? Wicket please tell me you didn't do something.." Saph by then walked back over to them. Looking at Alater as the male arched an eye at her, giving her a show of pointy teeth.

"Well..." He began

"Never mind. we'll talk about it later. Just get back here on the double."  Wicket affirmed them and tucked the com away. Saph merly  looked at him and then back to Alater. "You good?" He nodded.

"Yesssss. Let's go. We've got our orders. Wicket is there anythign else on that compad to give us a faster way out?"  He asked.

"Oh, uh.. Yea! Theres a map on here. A turbolift  out the door tot he left. Hidden key pad. Must be the CO's way out  if need be." Almost both Saph and Alater gave a sigh.

"Alright, let's go." Saph muttered, watching as Alater put weight on his foot. Not  one-hundred percent but  that'll change once they reach the others. Licking her lips they all left the office.

Rike smirked, "They wont be any left for you Jersh", Rike said as he brought up his rifle. He aimed at one of them, only he missed do to Jersh having to jerk to the left to avoid and create. "Dammit", Rike shouted as he dodged a return fire blast. Doc was having similar problems hitting them as well.

"Hold still Jersh", Doc said as he managed to graze one but failed to kill him. Rike and Doc weren't able to kill any. Jersh picket up speed as they neared the barricade, as Doc and Rike were firing unsucessfuly a e-web opened up from behind the barricade and hit the car sending it speeding out of control. Luckily all three of them got out of the car and behind cover before it crashed into the barricade, killing a few but there were still a couple left, and worst the e-web.

Jersh pulled out his carbine quickly and assembled it as Rike and Doc provided cover fire. The NR soldiers proved to have bad aim and Doc took one down and so did Rike. Jersh with his Carbine ready shot up real quick and manged to fire a few shots wounding the e-web. It didn't stop him but it did give them a few second of relieve to send a hail of fire at the few NR soldiers behind the barricade. Jersh managed to get two and both Doc and Rike took out 1, leaving only the gunner left. The gunner has started up again not letting them have a chance to fire back. Doc and Rike put there guns over their megar cover and managed to put the gunner in cover himself allowing to Jersh to get up on the barricade and sneak around.

When the gunner opened up again it was easy for Jersh to sneak up behind him and slice his throat with a blade, "All clear!" Jersh shouted wipeing the blood off his blade. Rike and Jersh walked up to the barricade. They heard movement and quickly leveled their weapons, throw the shadows they saw three figures appoaching, one was really tall and none looked human.....

Jersh wiped his blade again and slid it back into his belt as he looked around to see if there were any more enemies. Suddenly blaster bolts soared over him and hit the gun placement beside him and he rolled to the side to avoid the fire. Jersh as he was about to charge the new enemies he heard the familiar voice of Wicket and and sighed at the thought of him. Was he ever aware that he was shooting at Jersh? Ah well....

Jersh gritted his teeth in pain and his vision suddenly shifted and he was seeing double vision. He growled from his shelter and forced the world back into one image and he used the barracade remains to support himself as he rose. A small coughing fit wracked his chest and he wiped the blood from his mouth onto his already drenched clothes. Gathering his remaining strength, he rose and walked steadily towards the combined groups. His eyes looked over Gamma group and noticed that they had wounded among their number.

The worst off looked to be the female Twi'lek, Saphira was her named. He noticed her arm was quite messed up and for some reason felt a pang of guilt flowed through him for not being there. He shook his head free of the random feelings that he could not understand where they came from. He walked to stand next to him, ignoring the pain from his wounds. "Where are we to meet up with Beta team?" He asked all of them. His voice was stronger now that Doc had treated his wound and he silently promised he would see this through to the end.

Jersh stepped over to his bad and pulled out his other rifle and tossed the carbine to Doc. "This is where things will get rough" he mumbled and armed his own rifle, knowing this was just the beginning.

Doc looked up from treating Saph's wound for a second, and his bloody hands flickered in crude gestures as he growled and hissed at Alater.

"Is this true? You let her fight injured, and then she...ate his heart? Brother, I'm ashamed." Doc said, taking Alater slightly by suprise with the anger in his voice. Doc was always calm, carefull with his words, but not now. Now his true side came out.

"I was...temporarily disabled. The weak Pinkskin shot me with a high-powered stun weapon. I couldn't move my leg. Even then, she Danced well. Her claw struck as surely as my own, and though the blood craze took her, she lived. There is nothing to worry about Brother." Alater responded in Barabese, his growl a little lower than normal.

"Regardless, I am trusting you to keep an eye on her from now on. She's injured, and you're still the better fighter." Doc said, and turned back to her wound.

The injury was going to be hell in healing, but the bacta patches kept a look of relief and comfort on Saph's face. Alater passed the time flexing his claws, and rolling their fight over in his head. It had taken him somewhat by suprise.

"For a squishy female, she was pretty fast." Alater mumbled, forgetting himself.

"What was that Alater?" Saph said, whipping her head around.

"Nothing." He responded, and turned back away. Before tentions could grow, a couple of explotions shook the station. The other squads were obviously completing their missions, and the shouts and sound of heavy gunfire as yelling followed sortly.

Doc looked up and turned the to squad, "Looks like we're needed. Here's what we're going to do..."

With the bodies tot he side Saphira did as ordered. Her boots tapping away up the ramp she brushed past her team and began looking. It wasn't that hard to find the few bugs on the ship as well as a tracking device. "This is gonna be a tight squeeze" She replied, moving past the others to dispose of the devices she found.

Wiket looked up over at her. "What do ya mean?" The others all stopped and waited. Apparently they had the same idea. While a good ship the ride back was going to be a pain. With all of them plus their bags things were going to be a little on the claustrophobic side.

Putting her hand on the wall she leaned into it. "I mean that it's going to be almost cramped." Her voice full of annoyance. Wicket almost shrugged as Jersh looked over at her with amusement. "Well you could always sit on someones lap. I'm sure someone wouldn't mind." He grinned as heads snapped over to doc.

"What?! I didn't say it.." He began as Saphira gave Jersh a dirty look. Well apparently it looks like Doc is a womanizer from the way they all looked straight to him. She thought. However she kept her opinion to herself.

"That's alright Jersh. I think I'll have to pass on that. I'd hate to get bored and end up trying to carve a design in my seat..." She stated, ignoring the amused smiles as she  dug into her bag  for a power pack and replaced it on her weapon.

Then ignoring the others she went up towards the cockpit to check for  anything else that may have been missed. Though she really did it so not to open her mouth and say something to keep her stuck as a private for a much longer time.That's right Saph.. Just walk away. Once the missionis over it's game on.. as long as you don't get to carried away.